“I would be kind for you. I would reject the impulses to indulge in my violent nature for you.
I would brew the very elixir of immortality, neglecting the decay of my own flesh just to ensure yours remains untouched by time.
I would rush to your side at a mere whisper, eager to mend whatever fragile piece of you has broken.
I would tear out your failing lungs and replace it with a new ones, simply so you could ruin them all over again with those expensive cigarettes you love so much.
I would hold you so tightly until you felt at peace if the gods refuse to grant you.
If I succeed in creating a new world, i’ll also consider to create one or even more just so you can be worshipped.
I can be strong if I have to. I can fight if it is truly necessary. But when I think of the way that I love you, it does not make me feel violent.
It makes me feel quiet. And gentle. And calm.
When I look at you, I know I am not a mad scientist. I am merely a man stripped of his monstrosity, willingly undone by the simple gravity of your existence.” ✅
satoru's dream blunt rotation (except he's the blunt)
✨ pairing- sashisu
✨ 1.3k words
✨ cw: trans!gojo, gojussy, threesome, cunnilingus, name calling (slut, whore, bitch, mutt), pet names (baby, good boy), fingering, teasing, degradation, praise, overstimulation, p in v sex, pegging, face sitting/riding, groping, making out
✨ MDNI
✨ an: this is my first time writing smut 🙈 how'd i do?
satoru never thought he’d end up in a situation like this. sure, he flirted and joked a lot, but he never imagined it would lead to anything. and he certainly never thought that he’d be breaking down in the hands of shoko and suguru. but of course, he couldn’t keep his mouth shut and now he’s in quite the predicament.
he finds himself in shoko’s bed, still a little woozy from the alcohol. his back is pressed against suguru’s chest, his strong arms wrapped around the snow-haired man, holding his legs apart. looking up at him with the sweetest eyes is shoko, using her tongue to make satoru squirm in ways he never had before.
“my baby is so loud when i put my face in his pussy,” shoko taunts, only making satoru whimper more. “you’re so good for me when i get my tongue on you.”
he couldn’t even hide it, the way shoko seamlessly switched between using her fingers and using her tongue made satoru fall apart. the cold metal of her lip piercings added a sensation that he couldn’t help but moan at. shoko’s movements were cold and calculated, but her face was so warm and loving.
suguru, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. his hands roamed satoru’s bare body, stopping to play with his nipples as he bit and sucked on his neck. suguru’s hands were warm, but his voice was so sharp.
“dirty bitch can't even handle the attention. whoring yourself out for us after only 2 shots, just to cry and whimper like a slut the moment your dumb cunt gets any attention.”
satoru whines louder. as much as he hates to admit it, the disgust in his best friend’s voice is only making him wetter. shoko is thrilled, drinking up all his juices like a puppy lapping up water.
“you’ve got her acting like a damn dog. come on shoko, bark like the mutt you are.”
she glares up at suguru, never ceasing her fingers torturing satoru. “suguru, if you don’t shut the fuck up, i’ll make you cry just as much as satoru. don’t fucking test me.”
satoru squirming against his lap, combined with the anger in shoko’s voice, causes suguru to make a sound that the other two would tease him with for a very long time.
he whimpers loudly, and his face turns redder than a tomato.
“oh you dirty whore. you like that don’t you suguru? you like being slutty for me and satoru don’t you? you act all tough but inside you’re just a dirty mutt who needs to be put in his place,” shoko taunts him from in between satoru’s legs, smirking as she continues to lick and suck on him. suguru buries his face into satoru’s neck, clearly embarrassed that he was called out so easily.
shoko turned her attention back to the meal in front of her, focusing her tongue on the one spot that makes satoru lose his damn mind. he screams out, overstimulated by the attention, feeling his core build up. shoko moves her fingers faster, harder, and satoru comes undone on her face with a short sob.
“my pretty baby did so good for me. are you up for more?” satoru nods, and shoko motions to suguru to help lift him up. shoko removes her pants and underwear, and gets comfortable on the bed. suguru places satoru on his hands and knees, his face right in front of shoko’s warm cunt. suguru moves to position himself behind satoru, moving his hips to help him get comfortable.
“come on baby, make me feel good. you want to please me, don’t you?” shoko coos, as satoru licks experimentally. he wraps his arms around her legs, and starts to kiss and lick her folds.
suguru is behind satoru, now pumping his dick, and he lines himself up with satoru. he’s not huge, his length is slightly above average, but his girth was thicker than satoru had ever seen in person. he pushes his tip into the other man’s folds, still dripping from his last release. without letting him adjust, suguru grabs satoru’s hips and slams all the way into his cunt.
satoru moans into shoko’s cunt, and she grabs a fistful of his hair. her hips move involuntarily, using satoru as she pleases.
“you’re- hah- being so good for me baby. you’re being such a good boy. you’re doing so well,” shoko pants, trying remember the right words. satoru is ravenous, smothering his face in her warm pussy, just hoping to get another praise.
satoru moans again as suguru keeps up his pace, the sound of skin slapping echoing in shoko’s bedroom. he lifts up satoru’s hips, giving suguru a better angle to ruin him.
satoru is in heaven. being used as a toy, it’s really all he’s ever wanted. suguru using his cunt as he pleases, while shoko uses his face to get off, it’s truly a dream. he doesn’t even mind the overstimulation, his brain is mostly mush at this point. all he can manage to moan out at this point is “please harder.”
“my pretty boy, you look so beautiful being used. even suguru looks good like this, giving you so much pleasure,” shoko coos, petting satoru’s hair. her grip tightens as she gets closer and closer to her climax. suguru’s thrusts are starting to get sloppy, shoko can see on his face that he’s close.
“f-fuck. so tight around me. i can’t last. i can’t-“ suguru lets out a whimper, cumming deep inside satoru.
“awwww my stupid boy, cumming so early. i really should punish you for this.” shoko opens their mouth to tease him some more, but the only thing that comes out is a lengthy moan, hitting her peak along with satoru, gushing all over his face.
satoru sits up, seemingly self aware given how fucked out he was just seconds ago. “i can go again,” he says, giggling at suguru’s surprised expression.
“that’s my good boy, what do you say we finally shut him up?”
satoru nods, already knowing where this is going. shoko gets up and goes to the drawer by her bed, and pulls out a harness and strap-on. suguru whimpers at the sight of the dildo, equal parts embarrassed and turned on that the piece of silicon is bigger than him.
while shoko gets into the harness, satoru moves suguru to lay down on the bed. without warning, he sits his weeping cunt on to the other man’s face. suguru tries to say something, but it’s unintelligible from under the plushness of satoru’s thighs.
shoko makes her way over to the bed, taking in the gorgeous sight in front of her. satoru grinds his pussy on suguru’s face, and she hears a muffled moan. shoko strokes the lubed up silicone, and aligns it with suguru’s puckered hole. she slide in slowly, hearing a whine come from under satoru.
shoko fully enters suguru, kind enough to pause and let him adjust before slowly pulling out and thrusting back in. she set a pace, not too fast, but just slow enough to be agonizing.
satoru, desperate for more attention, reaches out for shoko, and pulls her into a kiss. tongues swirling, only pausing to catch their breath. neither of them stop their torture of suguru, who at this point is writhing in pleasure below them.
“m- i’m close shoko. please help me,” satoru whines into shoko’s mouth, needing just a bit more friction to push him over the edge. shoko reaches down and circles over satoru’s pulsing clit, increasing pressure with every circle. satoru’s grinds on suguru’s face become less and less coordinated until he slumps following his release. suguru and shoko follow suit soon after.
shoko helps satoru up, and grabs a towel to clean him while peppering his face in kisses. suguru sits up from the bed and cleans himself up as well. the three of them lay on the bed, with satoru cuddled up in the middle. exhausted by the nights activities, they all fall asleep peacefully.
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